"This place is endless, connected to the sky and the earth. It is so vast!"

Buzhou Mountain, from the outside, is already very majestic, covering an area no smaller than a spiritual world. However, after Yang Yunfan entered, he realized that his previous guess was actually a little underestimated.

[Sacred Mountain].

Under the leadership of Xuanwu Sculpture, Yang Yunfan and his team continued to climb majestic peaks that are more than 100,000 meters high... However, such a high peak is definitely an astonishing existence anywhere, but here

Among the Buzhou Mountains, there are just inconspicuous hills.

As far as the eye can see, there are almost no peaks below 100,000 meters.

Some peaks with names that even reach a height of one million meters are inserted into the starry sky and absorb the power of chaos in the endless abyss. It is simply terrifying!

"Ahem..."

After climbing another mountain, Yang Yunfan became out of breath, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

For some reason, as he entered the depths of Buzhou Mountain, he gradually felt that the blood shackles inside his body were getting stronger and stronger. It was as if a pair of invisible hands were strangling his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe.

, the meridians in the body even felt a heartbreaking sting.

"Follow my rhythm, breathe, exhale..."

The basalt stone sculpture looked back at Yang Yunfan, and a strange emotion flashed through its gray eyes.

Some were surprised, and some were excited.

Yang Yunfan's situation is precisely because the bloodline of the [Hunyuan Wuji Holy Body] in his body has been suppressed by the power of heaven in this world, and the symptoms will only show up after a stress reaction.

This is both a good thing.

But if Yang Yunfan doesn't handle it well, the potential of his bloodline may be easily damaged.

The Xuanwu statue stood up appropriately and guided Yang Yunfan on how to adjust his state.

"You guys, also breathe with me. Remembering this feeling can help you improve your bloodline potential." After the basalt stone sculpture pointed at Yang Yunfan, he glanced at the bronze crane and Jin Tailang, and finally his eyes fell on Mr. Yang.

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The two descendants of the Yang family are what it really cares about.

"good!"

Except for Yang Yunfan, everyone also felt very tired.

This Buzhou Sacred Mountain has strange fields everywhere that suppress their bodies.

The operation of divine power, let alone the outward release of divine power, is very difficult even to maintain physical strength.

"breathe……"

The group of people stopped for a while at the foot of a certain mountain peak, following the basalt stone sculptures as they learned to breathe, their chests and abdomen rising and falling, and the breath of bright haze exuded from their mouths from time to time.

"Huh?"

"This breathing technique is somewhat effective."

"After just a few minutes, I don't seem to be tired anymore, and my physical strength has almost recovered."

Just now, the group's chests were burning so much that even taking a deep breath was painful.

However, after they breathed with the basalt stone sculptures for a while, they felt that their throats were moistened by body fluids.

Even inside the body, there is a strange energy secreted from the blood, which increases the strength of their muscles and bones.

Among them, Yang Yunfan and Mr. Yang had the most profound feelings!

After all, they are all members of the Yang family and have the potential to cultivate the [Hunyuan Wuji Holy Body].

"boom!"

Suddenly, in the nine heavens, there were tribulation thunders flashing.

In the dimensional void in the endless distance, a strange fluctuation of the power of law emerged.

At a certain point, the power of the law turned into a blessing from heaven, which landed directly on Mr. Yang.

"Wow!"

Mr. Yang was shrouded in a layer of brown light, and his whole body was in high spirits. In the void behind him, there was a faint Xuanwu shadow. A brown vertical line on his forehead slowly opened, and his spirit was revealed.

His eyes flowed, and finally a dark brown godhead condensed in the depths of his soul.

This process is really too fast.

No one expected that Mr. Yang would step into the realm of gods on this road.

"Congratulations, old man, for breaking the shackles and stepping into the divine realm." Seeing this scene, the bronze crane was stunned for a moment, then was so surprised that he hurriedly ran over and flattered Mr. Yang.

"Grandpa, congratulations!"

Yang Yunfan was also very happy.

Mr. Yang climbed the mountain with him. Although he was a little tired, he broke through the shackles and stepped into the realm of gods. This is definitely a happy thing!

You know, apart from him, those who have entered the divine realm on earth are all unparalleled geniuses. Yang

Even if the old man had his own help, it would not be easy for him to step into the divine realm so quickly.

"It's just good luck, good luck."

Mr. Yang said a few words of humility and felt very happy in his heart.

He knew his situation and was still far away from the divine realm. Why did he come to this place, climb the mountain for a while, and then inexplicably achieve a breakthrough?

This place is worthy of being a fairyland!

It's just unusual.

"Although I don't have any signs of breakthrough, my physical strength has indeed improved a lot."

"This breathing technique is not easy."

On the other side, Yang Yunfan secretly felt his physical condition. Although his strength had not improved much, it did have some effects.

He wasn't in a hurry either.

After all, his strength has reached the eighth level of the Supreme Realm.

It's not that easy to break through. It doesn't mean that this breathing technique is not good.

On the contrary, Yang Yunfan felt that this breathing technique was more suitable for him than the breathing technique taught to him by Longyuan Divine Sword. If he continued to practice for a long time, he would be able to fully mobilize the potential in his bloodline.

"Perhaps, this breathing technique is the foundation of [Hunyuan Wuji Xuan Gong]."

Yang Yunfan secretly thought of a possibility in his heart.

"Remember this feeling and keep working hard. It won't be long before you can step into the realm of the God Lord."

The basalt stone sculpture saw that Mr. Yang had reached a new level under his guidance, and nodded slightly to show his appreciation.

However, it didn't say much.

In its eyes, cultivation in the divine realm is like a child playing house, not worth mentioning.

In this fairyland, the newborn cubs of any powerful ethnic group have more than a godly level.

Mr. Yang still has a long way to go.

What Basalt Sculpture really cares about is Yang Yunfan.

In Yang Yunfan, it felt amazing potential, a potential that surpassed Xuanwu Immortal!

At this time, the basalt stone sculpture looked Yang Yunfan up and down, and didn't know what it thought of. It frowned slightly and sighed: "The divine sword on your back is very extraordinary, with a terrifying aura of Tao. In addition, the sword on your wrist is very extraordinary."
Chapter completed!